With the cooling temps, my lavender rose is coming on again.
When you haven’t had a voice for 2 weeks, and you are going a bit stir crazy (I usually have so much to say!), you play with pumpkins. And don’t say my hubby must be enjoying it! That was only mildly funny for the first two days! 😛
Purify my crooked little heart, my tired heart, my heart so full of idols.
May I seek You with my whole weeping heart in these days,
these seeing-only-one-step-ahead days,
these tearfully trusting pavement-beating moments
when I hold on to fragile faith.
Lord, shine through will and world and cover me.
In You, O Lord, do I take refuge;
I run to You when the darkness closes in, when chaos comes, and
my own best ideas about shelter fail.
let me never be put to shame;
let me not be disappointed in You because I am all in;
let me not place my disappointment in others and myself
onto the constancy of Your love.
In Your righteousness,
not in my abilities or my determination, but
in the pure and solid goodness of Your character,
Incline Your ear to me;
listen to my words;
but just as much, hear the twisting and groanings of my soul,
prayers that have no sounds but wet sighs.
rescue me speedily,
because I do not wait well, and
my desperation would crush my spirit.
Be a rock of refuge for me,
a place to hide, to rest, to feel safe enough to heal.
a strong fortress to save me!
I need saving from those without and
my weak and worn self.